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“Tuesdays with Morrie” and our Death Denying Culture


The following is a guest-post by Adnan. More of his reflections on life, love and spirituality on his blog

He decides to pack up and fly across the country to go and spend some precious time with his beloved professor before his inevitable death from this incurable disease. Professor Morrie sits with him on Tuesdays and talks to him about the big things in life i.e. love, family, marriage, aging, greed, fear, society, culture, and death. It was a very touching story about a student and his teacher giving him one final lesson.

My focus in this post is on only one of the topics that the professor expounded upon: death. It is the ultimate of inevitabilities, yet the vast majority of human beings do not want to discuss it or even think about it. Here’s what Professor Morrie said about death and how we should view it:

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Learn how to die, and you learn how to live. So what exactly does he mean by this statement? He goes on to explain:

Everyone knows that they’re going to die, but nobody believes it. If we did, we would do things differently.

Hmm, interesting. He continues:

To know you’re going to die, and to be prepared for it at any time…that’s better. That way you can be more involved in your life while you’re living.

More involved in your life while you’re living? Wow! Simply stated, yet very meaningful. He continues:

Everyday… ask… is today the day? Am I ready? Am I doing all I need to do? Am I being the person I want to be?

What powerful questions! The Prophet Muhammad (peace be upon him) used to encourage us to make much remembrance of the destroyer of pleasures (death). Remember it often. When we do that, it helps us to stay focused and use our time wisely. Professor Morrie goes on:

…most of us all walk around as if we’re sleepwalking. We really don’t experience the world fully, because we’re half asleep, doing things we automatically think that we have to do.

What he meant by this was that we spend so much of our lives doing things that we think are extremely important when in reality they are not. For example, we work tirelessly so that we can buy that item we wanted or get that promotion we wanted, all at the expense of precious time spent with family and friends or in contemplation and prayer.

The student in the book (the author Mitch Albom) responds, “And facing death changes that?” Professor Morrie says:

Oh yes, you strip away all that stuff and you focus on the essentials. We are too involved in materialistic things and they don’t satisfy us. The loving relationships we have, the universe around us, we take these things for granted.

I couldn’t agree more.

In order to emphasize this message of the finality of life to the reader, Albom describes in heart wrenching detail the physical demise of his former professor. As the book moves along, the physical state of his professor gets worse and worse and the author makes it a point to describe this slow withering away in great detail. The beginning of the book describes a man who loves to dance and go for long walks with his students. The end of the book describes a man who can’t walk, breathe properly, nor feed and clean himself. Probably the most poignant of these descriptions for me as the reader is when the professor concedes that he can no longer clean himself after his excretions. He concedes to these physical limitations, yet still refuses to feel sorry for himself or lose his positive spirit.

At first, I wondered why the author went into so much detail in physically describing Professor Morrie’s demise, but after some reflection I realized the reason. One of the main points that the professor tried to get across to the author, his last student, is that we should accept the fact that we’re going to die. As we are all well aware, we live in a death-denying culture. We live in a culture in which everyone dreams of being young again and staying young for eternity, a culture in which we take our old and decrepit and put them in buildings by themselves so we do not have to be witnesses to their demise.

But in doing these things, we are merely denying our own destinies. We are not allowing ourselves to witness the realities that will one day face us as well. Essentially, we are making it harder for ourselves for when we get old, and we’re building a culture that neither appreciates the wisdom of the elders nor sets a place for them at the table. We take our old and put them in institutions far from our view so we don’t have to see their illnesses and their physical limitations and therefore we don’t have to think about our own end.

Is this the kind of culture that we want to establish as Muslims here in the West? I certainly don’t think so.

One of the best things that my parents did for my siblings and me was to bring my grandparents from overseas to live with us during their old age. My grandparents moved in with us, because they could no longer take care of themselves. In our culture nowadays, this may seem like a huge burden! But for me as a nine year old kid, this was a great blessing.

I remember like it was yesterday, holding my grandmother’s hand and being so surprised by the looseness of her skin and her large protruding veins. I would sit there and stare at the blotches of discoloration on her face wondering if they had always been there or if they were a result of her old age. One day I asked my mom to show me an old picture of my grandmother when she was young, so she found one. When she showed it to me, I understood right at that moment as a nine year old boy what millions of adults in our country fail to accept and embrace: if Allah (God) keeps us alive long enough, we are all going to have wrinkles and blotches on our skin one day i.e. we’re all going to face a slow, physical withering away.

I remember, as time went by, I had to help my grandmother get out of bed and I always looked forward helping her in whatever way I could. Sometimes my insistence on helping her actually became a burden, since a nine year old boy moves at a slightly different pace than a woman in her 60s. I would hold her hand and try to force her to run with me to our destination. Of course she could not do so, but I tried anyway. I remember my grandmother’s beautiful smile, and in particular, I remember a look that she gave me when I placed my Yankees baseball helmet on top of her head (yes, over her hijab) and took a picture with my arms wrapped around her.

My grandfather, like my grandmother, also had deteriorating health, so I had to begin helping him do basic menial things that we take for granted everyday, like bathe. He could no longer stand in the shower nor reach all parts of his body, so he used to sit down in the tub (with a cover over the lower half of his body) and I would apply the soap to his back, which he could no longer reach himself, and his hair.

What I’m trying to say is that I cherish those experiences so much, and it’s because of those experiences that I understood early on in my life what old age meant and what it entailed.

The greatest lesson I learned was when my beloved grandmother woke up one morning completely discombobulated. She didn’t know where she was, what day it was or even who she was. I stood there quietly at the doorway of her bedroom watching as the paramedics asked her questions that she could not answer. When my mom saw me standing there watching the scene unfold, she immediately reprimanded me and told me to leave the room. The last time I saw my grandmother alive was when she was being rolled out of my house on a stretcher into the ambulance that was parked in our driveway.

The next afternoon, as I sat on the school bus looking out of the window about to get to my stop, I saw many cars parked outside of my house and I immediately knew what happened.

I attended my grandmother’s funeral. I saw her body being lowered into the ground, and her grave being covered by dirt. I prayed for her and said goodbye.

The reason that I mention all of this is not just to simply reminisce on the life of my grandparents. Rather, it is to show that the elders of our society can play a great part in our lives. They can teach us lessons in their lives as well as in their deaths, lessons that can last a lifetime.

It is because of my grandparents and my experiences with them that I can now easily accept and understand death as a part of life.

I do not want our society to become one that does not value its elders. I do not want to accept a culture in which people do not tend to the needs of the elderly when they need us, as they tended to our needs when we needed them.

I still see my grandmother in my dreams to this day. I have a recurring dream in which I walk into a room and see my grandmother standing there. I immediately run to her and give her a hug and ask her how she’s doing; she tells me she’s doing well. I tell her that I miss her, and she gives me that same smile that warmed my heart twenty some years ago.

I pray that Allah (God) blesses my beautiful grandparents with a peaceful existence in their graves and gives them a place in heaven. I pray that Allah blesses me with the ability to see them and hug them again in heaven. I pray that Allah gives us the wisdom to take care of our elders and to learn from them. Ameen.

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  1. ukhti

    February 3, 2010 at 12:45 PM


    Mashaallah .very deep..I also like to add little bit..If you are in constantly thinking of death and how you have to answer each and every deed infront of Allah ,then you will forgive some one who hurt you sooner, you will run to help someone , you will cherish every small and big blessing..

    Coming to living with grandparents ..It`s truly a big blessing .Jazakallahu khairaa.


    • Adnan

      February 4, 2010 at 5:09 AM

      Waiyaakum. Thanks for your additional comments. I couldn’t agree with you more. It’s really a battle to stay focused on the big and important things in life on a daily basis. I think that’s where salah with khushoo’ comes in as well as just having some mechanism for reminding ourselves to focus on a daily basis. I use posters on my wall at home and notes on my computer at work to remind me to cherish each and every day of life. Jazakallahukhair again for your comments.

  2. firoz85

    February 3, 2010 at 6:35 PM

    Salams, thanks for the article.

    I have the read the book too and it’s wonderful although i must say the book after that (5 people you meet in heaven) isnt as good.

    • Adnan

      February 4, 2010 at 5:14 AM

      You’re very welcome. That’s too bad about the second book. I was interested in possibly reading it soon. Do you think I should still read it?

      Also, an interesting book that I read that is similar in context but different in content to Tuesdays with Morrie is The Last Lecture by Randy Pausch. It was a totally different take on how to react when you know that you find out that you have a terminal illness. It was defintiely an interesting read, although I like Tuesdays with Morrie more.

      Thanks again for the comment.

  3. Marya

    February 4, 2010 at 4:10 PM

    One of my favorite reads this year was “Have a Little Faith” by Mitch Albom. A must read, imo.

  4. Adnan

    February 4, 2010 at 4:43 PM

    I haven’t heard of that book yet…thanks for letting me know about it!

  5. Muslim007

    February 5, 2010 at 7:11 AM

    jazakAllaahu khairan for the beneficial reminder. Indeed in remembrance of death lies a lot of peace to our on going daily stress and problems. In a hadees, Rasoolullaah(sallallahu alaihi wassalam) said to a moreorless meaning that hearts become rusted. So the Sahaba(radiAllahu anhum ajmaeen) asked: how can we take care of the rusted hearts? Rasoolullaah(sallallahu alaihi wassalam) replied by often recitation of the Qur’an and remembering Death.

    • Adnan

      February 5, 2010 at 8:12 PM

      Jazakallahukhair for reminding us of that hadith….very powerful and profound when we reflect upon it and more importantly implement it.

  6. Sha

    February 9, 2010 at 10:34 PM

    I was deeply moved after reading your article.What struck me most were your passages reminiscing your time with your grandparents.Unfortunately the desire to care for our elders is slowly eroding.I am in my mid 20s and many of my friends are at that stage in their lives where they are actively thinking about marriage.One thing I have found rather disturbing is hearing time and time again that many of them do not want to get married to a guy who wants his parents to live with him.When I voice my wish that I would prefer to live with my in laws I am always met with the “wait till you get married” stare or simply not taken seriously.I hope people stop looking at their elders as burdens that just have to be dealt rather than as a source of great joy.

    • Adnan

      February 10, 2010 at 7:43 AM

      Jazakallahukhair for sharing your perspective. The article was more aimed at living with elderly parents and grandparents who physically and emotionally need assistance.

      I think the whole living with the in-laws or not is a separate subject all together. I’ve seen it work in some cases and not work in some cases. It really depends on the dynamics of each couple and their families.

      Maybe soon, someone will post a blog on that specific topic inshallah.

  7. Taqwa

    August 26, 2010 at 5:32 PM

    I have also read this book many times and it is a really good book that reflects about death and how little time we have. However Mitch Albom’s “Have a little faith” and “The five people you meet in heaven” aren’t as great as this one.

  8. koreye

    December 3, 2010 at 12:53 AM

    Adnan thanks for your nice artile which changed many people’s heart

  9. nyla

    March 3, 2011 at 3:27 PM

    Assalamualaikum! This article is excellent, mashaAllah, a profound insight into the ultimate reality of this worldly life. A reality the majority of us would rather keep at the back of our minds because we are preoccupied with thoughts like “I’m too young to die” or “This isn’t happening to me anytime soon!”. How ironic, as if we have set up a fixed appointment with the angel of death. Sigh!

    It was so wise of your parents to bring your grandparents over to live with you. I think the presence of grandparents in a family provides children with precious lessons and experiences that would define the kind of people they would grow up to be. It’s sad and ridiculous how the society we live considers caring for elderly parents a burden and would rather make use of the “convenience” of retirement homes. Sadder still that the decision to send one’s parents to nursing homes is justified by the thought that they’ll be happier there with professionals to look after them and other elderly to hang out with. We don’t know what we’re missing when we send our parents to live by themselves. We don’t realize that we’re missing an opportunity to please Allah by caring for our parents. We don’t realize that we’re missing out on the duas our parents would make for us just because we helped them stand up or dialed a phone number for them. We don’t realize that we’re missing out on a chance to teach our children how we would like to be cared for when we can no longer do it ourselves. We fail to see the smiles that light up the faces of our elderly folks when they hold our young child’s hand or when our kid runs towards them playfully. We miss out on all these by fooling ourselves into thinking that our parents’ presence in our homes is a hinderance to our daily lives.

    Death is inevitable and is a necessary pre-requisite for the transition into the eternal life. Let’s all use this article as a reminder to ourselves to prepare for this inevitable journey towards the hereafter. May Allah make it easy for us all.

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